My Players' Second Playthrough

The policemen armed with live ammunition were stationed every three steps, and two [Security Type ③ Iron Wall Mechas] stood outside the cordon, separating the protesting crowd from a distance.

This is the outermost perimeter of the Iron Wall City, and the city wall is just ahead.

So many police forces were deployed here just because the god in the revelation lived in the city wall in front.

The police are serious this time.

There was not even a single official reporter near the entire cordon except for the protesting crowd.

A few self-media who came spontaneously chose to retreat without looking back after discovering this.

This scene is too scary.

Even if everyone here disappeared, it is estimated that there would not be any splashes.

Long Cen stood behind the cordon, still confused.

How did I get in?

She looked at the scholar's uniform on her body and probably guessed the reason.

There seems to be a very close cooperation between the Magic Academy and the god.

Those security personnel probably regarded her as one of their own.

But as a freshman in the magic academy, she only knew that the senior students had been running out frequently recently and were keen on various secret field projects.

And she was a freshman, without a mentor, and was just a reporter who had just joined the academy club "Truth".

When she woke up this morning, she found such explosive news and thought about trying her luck here, but she ended up coming in in a daze.

What to do next?

Go directly to the Broken Sword Valley outside the city wall to interview the seniors who were doing research?

No, it's too dangerous.

The seniors dared to go to the Broken Sword Valley because they had the strength of the silver rank, and maybe there were mentors following them.

I am not a monster like the freshman chief, and I am still a long way from the silver rank.

To be honest, it is already a blessing to be able to advance to the silver rank before graduation.

Long Cen thought as he walked, and walked into the city wall in a daze, looking at the guys coming and going around, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

These guys all exude a powerful aura belonging to extraordinary people.

They are all so young, but they give people a more terrifying feeling than the freshman chief of the silver rank.

Or should I just slip away?

Thinking of this, she walked into the elevator. When she reacted, the elevator had reached the 4th floor.

She didn't know what she was thinking, so she walked out of the elevator.

"Who are you?" The man who got off the elevator on the same floor turned around and asked.

"Ah!" Long Cen was startled, "Hello, I'm a reporter from the Magic Academy's "Pravda", is it convenient to interview me?"

"Interview?" The man seemed easy to talk to, "Sure, but the press release you wrote must be reviewed by me before it can be published. Can you accept it?"

Long Cen nodded repeatedly.

Her mind was buzzing now, and she was too nervous, so she couldn't control her behavior at all. She just wanted to finish the interview quickly and leave this place of trouble.

She followed the man into the office and sat down on the sofa with the man face to face.

A woman of the beast-eared tribe came out from nowhere, brewed a cup of tea for herself and the man, and then quietly retreated behind the man.

"Um... what kind of existence do you think the god in the revelation is?"

Long Cen wanted to slap himself. What kind of questions were he asking?

"As early as 1,000 years ago, the great sage Asile Robbins who founded the academy gave a clear definition of god - a powerful individual who can use spiritual power."

"I can tell you responsibly that he is right."

"And as a student of the magic academy, you have neglected your studies."

Long Cen lowered his head in shame.

She was so nervous that she wanted to vomit, so she had to follow the topic.

"Why can you become a god by using spiritual power?"

"Have you ever played video games?" the man asked back.

Long Cen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then let's assume there is a racing game, the speed of mortals is 10, bronze is 100, and heroes is 100,000, so how much do you think gods should be?"

"1 billion?" Long Cen tried to answer.

"As a player, what do you think is the difference between 1 billion and 100,000?"

"Faster?" Long Cen felt that this answer was definitely wrong.

"Then how many more zeros should I add?"

"Are you actually trying to tell me that these speeds are meaningless?" Long Cen tried to ask back.

The man nodded with satisfaction and said:

"That's right. After reaching a certain speed, even if you increase the speed, it's just adding a few numbers to people in another dimension."

"You can't become a god just by thinking about becoming the fastest car. You can only have a chance to become a god if you find a way to break out of the screen."

"It's like adding a z-axis to a two-dimensional plane. When you become a three-dimensional existence, you can look down on the original world from the perspective of an observer."

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"And faith, or spiritual power, is another dimension different from matter."

"Objects have density, speed has a limit, everything in the world can be measured, the heat of firecrackers and the heat of nuclear bombs can be expressed in the same unit."

"But thinking is something of a completely different level. Can you define the standard of the world of thinking based on your understanding of the real world?"

Long Cen shook his head.

"So, when a person has mastered the power of thinking, he jumps out of the game called 'Mortal' and becomes a player outside the screen."

"Then for the people in the game, you just can't understand the power of God, and can only worship ignorantly."

Long Cen held the recorder, nodded while listening, and after a long time, he asked belatedly:

"What you just said is not... the way to become a god?"

"I'm just answering your question, and I didn't provide any specific methods, just a general direction." The man took a sip of the teacup.

The man's friendly attitude greatly relieved Long Cen's tension.

Although she was an inconspicuous freshman in the academy, she was a test-taker who was swept into the magic academy from tens of thousands of people.

She is actually very smart.

After thinking about it, she took a deep breath and continued to ask:

"What do you want me to do by telling me this?"

The man smiled and said:

"Only by understanding what God is first can you know what faith is."

"What is faith?" Long Cen asked.

"Faith is a lie." Li Li replied, "Whether it was thousands of years ago or now, people's faith in gods and what they pursue have never changed."

"Eternal life." Long Cen took over.

"Smart, in the past, people worshiped gods and provided them with faith as power."

"In return, gods will fix the souls of their believers after their death and bring them back to their own divine domain, allowing them to achieve a certain degree of immortality."

"But the facts are in front of us. Those souls are just stored fuel. So far, no god has kept the soul of even one believer." Li Li said.

Long Cen nodded and said, "These seem to be theories of a certain school. I... I need to go back to the academy to check."

"You see, under the guidance of wisdom, the alliance has already glimpsed the truth about the gods hundreds of years ago."

"And now, these truths are spoken by me, a god. I wonder if they can shatter the fantasies of those numb people."

"Tell those idiots who are still worshipping gods that if they still have faith after a week."

"Then I will make them disappear."

"See if their crazy gods can save these brainless souls from my hands."